I Need to Know by Kris Allen

imply

i keep running
duck
             (and cover)

holding on.

in the morning,
birds

swim beside sun-shine (and)
trees wallow

in the willow water, waiting

for their savior
to come.

we drive home

the point. it
is endless, this chase, (this mockery)

of the insane trouble
you

keep around yourself

like
fleece (and feathers),

to insulate your heart

from
the derivations of the flock...